The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"Now that you have swallowed Shiva, after the fusion, although you will still be a saint, you will be much stronger than other saints. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are half a step to heaven."

Looking at Vishnu with a red face in front of him, Brahma said with a faint smile on his face.

After hearing this, Vishnu smiled and said nothing, but his expression became more respectful.

Brahma was very satisfied and saw him nod his head and said: "The affairs of the Heavenly Palace should be dealt with sooner rather than later. Since Shiva is dead now, I think it would be better for you to enthrone the Heavenly Emperor as soon as possible to avoid changes in the future."

"Then about Shiva..." Vishnu looked at Brahma in surprise. He did not expect that Brahma actually planned to form a heavenly court now.

I saw that Brahma smiled slightly and said: "There is a quick way. The chaos in South Mantuo Continent is coming. Ao Fan is in South Mantuo Continent right now. It is most appropriate to blame this matter on him. Anyway, he can't Fighting with Shiva."

Vishnu's expression suddenly brightened, and he felt that this was indeed a solution.

You must know that Shiva is not alone. As one of the three top strong men in South Mandala, the strength of his men should not be underestimated. In addition, Shiva's wife is the snow mountain goddess Parvati who has quasi-sage cultivation. .

The other party is not in the shrine right now, so he can take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Vishnu smiled at Brahma and gave him a flattering slap.

"Brahma, this is really a good strategy that kills two birds with one stone."

Brahma smiled slightly, his face full of contentment, then waved his hand and said, "Don't say any more, let's go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brahma and Vishnu got up and left the temple.

In just one day, the news that Shiva was killed by Ao Fan spread throughout the heavens. When the snow-capped mountain goddess Parvati learned the news, she was even more heartbroken.

At the beginning, he planned to stay with Shiva to help Shiva heal his injuries, but what was a little surprising was that Shiva declared himself a shrine and did not plan to see anyone else.

Who knew that when they met again, they would already know the bad news.

After the death of the saint, even the body could not be left behind. Feeling the dragon power remaining in the palace, Parvati's pretty face was covered with ice, and the long hair on her head had changed visibly. became black.

The murderous intent gradually filled the air, frightening the gods around him.

It is true that Parvati is a snow-capped mountain goddess, and her cultivation is in the quasi-sage realm, but she has two states.

When his hair was white, he had a docile personality and was harmless to humans and animals. He was famous for being easy to talk to, but his other appearance was what he is now.

Being bloodthirsty and prone to killing is not a problem, and even if you look like this, it won't be a problem to destroy most of the world.

Seeing the changes in Parvati, Vishnu and Brahma looked at each other, but they saw the smile in each other's eyes.

What they want is this kind of reaction. If not, how can they get into a state of killing each other?

With a sarcastic smile flashing in his eyes, Vishnu stepped forward, a golden light condensed on his palm, and then patted Parvati on the shoulder, with a look of concern on his face.

"Goddess, it was an accident that Shiva was killed. Ao Fan came here to slaughter the gods and goddesses all over the sky in our southern Mantuo continent. In his eyes, we are all just lambs to be slaughtered."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around him felt their hearts tremble, and they couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Vishnu was right, Ao Fan killed more than just a Shiva.

At this moment, Brahma said lightly, and made another stab in everyone's hearts.

"Shiva is definitely not the last. Each of us here may be the last."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall was filled with noise, and the cold light in Parvati's eyes, which had already been filled with anger, surged.

Yinya gritted his teeth and looked at Vishnu in front of him, slapped the hand on his body away, and said angrily: "Then kill him before he kills us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall fell into silence. Everyone was silent and looked at each other with different thoughts.

Looking at everyone with a sarcastic look on her pretty face, Parvati sneered and said, "If you act like this, even my husband can defeat you!"

Vishnu's heart was full of sneers at this time, but his face showed nothing. He just sighed and said: "Ao Fan is very powerful. This is an indisputable fact. People cannot die for no reason."

Turning her head suddenly to look at Vishnu, Parvati sneered and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. There is no need to be subdued."

Vishnu laughed dryly, and then said slowly: "There is only one way to defeat Ao Fan right now."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Vishnu with disbelief on their faces. They really couldn't figure out how to defeat Ao Fan.

That is the saint of heaven!

Parvati said coldly: "You mean carrying the law of heaven?"

Vishnu nodded, but before he spoke, he heard Parvati sneer: "Are you worthy?"

The smile on his face stopped suddenly, and Vishnu's eyes instantly turned cold, but he did not have an attack.

"I am talking about Brahma coming to carry the way of heaven!"

"Ah~!!"

There was an uproar instantly in the main hall. There were many people from heaven present, including several saints. However, these people always knew themselves and knew that they could not inherit the way of heaven, so they never fought.

As for the rest, at least they have the cultivation level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Everyone knows how important it is to carry the way of heaven.

In the past, three people, Vishnu, Brahma and Shiva, were competing for South Mandala.

Later, Daozu Hun Kun appeared halfway, and the three of them were suppressed for tens of thousands of years. Now that Hun Kun is dead, I originally thought that these three people would still fight.

But who would have thought that Shiva died unexpectedly, and now even Vishnu has voluntarily withdrawn from the fight for heaven.

Parvati frowned slightly when she heard this, feeling that she couldn't see through Vishnu in front of her and didn't understand what the other person was going to do.

Has Heaven just given up like this?

With a questioning look in her eyes, Parvati looked at Vishnu and said, "Are you serious?"

The Vishnu in front of me has always been at odds with her husband. If she had to choose between him and Brahma, she would naturally choose Brahma to carry the way of heaven.

I saw Vishnu nodding his head very formally and said: "I am willing to withdraw from the struggle for the way of heaven for the sake of all living beings in South Mantuo Continent."

"Ao Fan is our biggest opponent right now. If we don't get rid of him, we will be fighting for the way of heaven. Besides consuming ourselves, what else will it do?"

After hearing Vishnu's words, everyone nodded in agreement, obviously moved by Vishnu's righteousness.

Parvati frowned slightly, nodded after a long time, and said, "In that case, I have no objection."

Hearing what Parvati said, Brahma's eyes suddenly lit up.